Steps to Submission Volume 2: Virgin Lesbian Erotic Romance (Steps to Submission Bundles)

by Lexie X

  Pressed even closer by the constraint, Piper sank into her task, incredibly turned on by the idea of getting her new girlfriend off this way. She desperately wanted to feel those inner walls clench with her tongue so deeply inside; already, she was beginning to get her wish as Isabella approached orgasm.

  Isabella covered her mouth to keep from making noise even as her body left her control. Bucking against Piper's face and clutching tightly with her bent legs, she closed her eyes and arched up.

  And there it was, Piper realized, elated. Sweet and slick muscles wrapped around her thrusting tongue, tight nearly to the point of pain. A surge of wetness slickened her chin, and she kept going, pushing the blonde higher and higher into ecstasy.

  Their rhythm reached a peak; both girls moved together through several tense gasps, and then Isabella let out a breath and released her legs.

  Pulling back to let her companion recover, Piper was surprised to see Isabella clamber right back up with a warmth only increased by orgasm. The blonde pulled her close and kissed her hard; her tongue forcefully made its way between her lips—and then out again to lick her mouth and chin, following the sweet juices on her face.

  Having never seen Isabella quite so lustful and free of inhibition, Piper knew it was time. Taking control of the burning between her legs just long enough to do what she had to do, she reached down and gathered her own slickness for a second time. She brought her dripping hand up to the blonde's mouth.

  Isabella took the offered fingers between her full lips, looked her straight in the eyes, and nodded as she sucked those fingers clean in answer to the implicit request.

  Breathlessly, her heart thumping in her chest, Piper lay back against the pillows.

  Her entire porcelain body flushed patchwork red with intense arousal, Isabella approached slowly by kissing up her leg. Reaching her destination, she paused to take in a deep breath through her nose.

  Frozen with anticipation, Piper just waited.

  Isabella brought one hand forward and spread delicate protruding lips with her fingers while studying her pink folds.

  Practically staring, Piper dared not breathe.

  After a moment's consideration, Isabella let out a warm, rolling breath.

  Her aching sex begging for attention, Piper shuddered.

  Seeing her reaction, Isabella smiled warmly.

  Immediately, everything was alright.

  Her pink tongue slipped out between full lips; Isabella lowered her head and made contact with her mouth for the first time.

  Piper tensed happily, prompting Isabella to move a little lower and flatten her tongue to spread her hanging lips. An upward lick pressed them apart even as that firm muscle reached her clit above.

  Clenching her fists, Piper let the heady rush fill her, intent on keeping her eyes open and on the gorgeous girl between her legs and on that tongue that was even now snaking up her most intimate folds before a warm smile and an eager gaze. "Just like that," she breathed.

  Following her instruction, Isabella ran her tongue up her slick sex repeatedly, lapping with amateur but insistent energy. Reading her body language, the blonde slowly amped up her efforts, increasingly putting her neck into it to apply more pressure to her clit.

  At some unspoken point, once the shock of it really happening had faded into pure enjoyment, they both grew more comfortable. Isabella shifted a little, gripped the thighs on either side of her head, and put her whole mouth into it. Pushing Piper's hood back with her soft lips and sucking gently on her clit, she sought out the best way to pleasure her new girlfriend.

  More than willing to guide her with panting breaths and little motions of her hips, Piper struggled not to simply scream out in ecstasy. Bringing one arm over her mouth, she pressed her face into the crook of her elbow, a move which elicited a soft laugh from between her legs.

  A firm finger joined in, slipping between her folds to stimulate that amazing spot within even as Isabella's full lips worked her clit. Fiery lightning shot through her every nerve. Panting desperately through her nose and practically biting her own arm, Piper bucked powerfully—but Isabella kept with her. Lifting up to ride with her, the blonde used the motions to add more pressure to her already electrifying mouth and finger.

  Arching farther and farther up, her mind numbed by the building pressure, Piper squeezed her thighs together to signal the final moments.

  Isabella understood implicitly and kept doing exactly what she was doing.

  Pressing her arm forcefully against her own face as the built pressure finally exploded, Piper shook with bliss, and her every sense filled with white fire. She had no thoughts. Her mind remained solely occupied by resounding excitement and approval and enjoyment as an animal god yes surged through her very being.

  She stayed there for what seemed like an eternity, riding the high—and riding Isabella's face. The blonde kept going long past the limit of endurance, paying her back for all those previous orgasms.

  At some point, Piper opened her eyes to find herself collapsed back on the bed again and only vaguely aware of the coasting end of her minutes-long orgasm. Breathing heavily, she sat up and looked her naked girlfriend up and down.

  Isabella sat bare and unabashed, her soft curves glistening with sweat and juices. Wetness soaked the sheets between them, and drops seemed scattered all around. She stammered, "I… I think you squirted somewhere in there… once or twice…"

  Blinking at the large sopping circle underneath her, Piper nodded dumbly. "Might have."

  "Good?" Isabella asked, her tone underscored by a rare vulnerability.

  Touching her leg, Piper smiled. "Incredible." Noticing Isabella's still-stunned expression, she scooted a little closer, ignoring the squishy sheets. "You alright?"

  Isabella just breathed for a moment before replying. "Yeah. I think I am." She wiped excess juices from her chin and then looked at her shaking hand. "That was… intense."

  "Come here," Piper said, embracing her.

  They simply sat there for a time, bare in more ways than one. Sweaty, exhausted, and extremely satisfied, they remained in each other's embrace, both simply enjoying the other's presence, both trying to process the fact that it was all real now.

  "You're my girlfriend," Piper whispered, amazed.

  "It's a trip, isn't it?" Isabella replied, squeezing her. "By the way, I found those toys you packed in one of your bags. That's some hardcore stuff."

  "A friend gave it to me," she immediately responded, terrified.

  Isabella laughed. "Sure, a friend," she said, teasing her. "But some of that stuff caught my interest. And if I'm really being honest about my 'twisted freak' thoughts that you like so much, well, it's going to be very interesting when we get home."

  Her terror fading into disbelief and excitement, Piper pulled back to look her new girlfriend in the eye. "Seriously?"

  A sultry smirk on her face, the blonde nodded.

  Heart pounding, Piper frowned. "Oh God, we still have two more days here. This is right back to being hell!"

  "Good," Isabella replied. "I like knowing you're turned on, squirming… suffering." She stood and began looking for her clothes. "Now get dressed, we have to go watch holiday movies and pretend we didn't just douse your room in girl sex."

  Chapter 7

  With relief, Piper finally pulled to a stop and let the car go silent. Turning her gaze across the empty street and soggy buildings, it occurred to her that she'd only gotten such an amazingly close parking spot because few others had yet come back from Thanksgiving vacation. And, apparently, it had snowed and then warmed while they'd been gone, leaving campus dripping, slushy, and dismal.

  Her gaze came to rest on the passed-out girl in her passenger seat. Even makeup-free, mouth agape, and bundled up in a sweatshirt, the sleeping blonde seemed the most beautiful thing in the world. Piper watched her for a moment while her heart spun and her head tried to make sense of her intense feelings for this… girl!… who was so gorgeous and graceful and smar
t and—

  Under still-closed eyes, Isabella's mouth curled up in a knowing smile.

  Piper quickly turned her head.

  Sitting up slowly, Isabella teased, "Were you looking at me?"

  Suppressing an embarrassed grin, Piper nodded across the street at their dorm building. "We're home."

  Isabella stretched in her seat and made a series of grumbling waking noises. Piper watched her with pressed lips, overcome by waves of a nameless emotion that urged her to attack this painfully cute thing before her. "I can't believe we're… that you're my girlfriend."

  With a surprisingly warm smile, Isabella gave a slow nod. "Guess we already know you're the gushy one."

  Giving a mock angry grumble, Piper opened the door and feigned storming out of her car. The afternoon air was pleasantly warm, but just as soggy as the world underneath it. Avoiding a large puddle by her tire, she went around to the trunk and began pulling out bags. Isabella joined her a moment later and picked up her stuff after a yawn.

  "It is pretty crazy, though," Isabella said quietly, looking around the familiar-but-empty environs. "I don't feel any different, but this place feels so…" She tried to find the right word, but failed.

  "I know what you mean," Piper replied, understanding anyway. Her face suddenly turned unhappy. "Freaking hell!"

  "What?"

  She didn't have time to explain. With a backpack slung over her shoulder, a familiar and frowning redhead approached. "What is this?"

  Completely caught off guard, Isabella took in a deep breath. "Shit, hey Julie."

  "Did you two go home together or something?" the redhead demanded, looking them both up and down.

  "Piper offered," Isabella responded, quickly gathering her cool. "I thought it'd be fun. It was a nice time."

  "But you hate her," Julie insisted, fuming. "I sat here all week bored out of my mind. We could have hung out. I'm like, oh, my best friend would be here if she could. But—" She looked at Piper, studied her stance and inclusion in the conversation, and then looked back at Isabella. Something about their body language must have given it away.

  Her anger replaced by confusion, Julie stood silent and stunned for a good ten seconds before finally asking, "Are… are you two… together?"

  Piper looked to her roommate, and Isabella looked back at her; their combined reaction immediately gave away the answer.

  Offended, Julie stood straighter. "This is bullshit." She turned to Piper. "Izzie's said and done so many terrible things—you don't even know. Whatever you think this is, she—"

  Isabella cut her off. "Julie, what the hell? It's none of your business."

  "I know," Piper cut in.

  "You know?" Julie asked, surprised in an entirely different way.

  "Yes. She told me everything."

  "Everything?"

  "Yes. Everything."

  Julie hesitated for another few seconds, not sure how to react. Finally, she took a step back. "So you're really like… lesbians?"

  Piper exchanged another glance with her new girlfriend, completely at a loss to answer such a big question on the spot.

  "What was all that stuff we did, then?" Julie asked. She looked at Isabella. "The way you explained it—"

  Her expression sheepish, Isabella winced.

  Realizing she wouldn't get an adequate explanation, the redhead stormed off.

  Watching her go, Piper sighed. "Julie's the worst!"

  "She can be, yeah," Isabella replied. "But she'll get over it. She's probably just confused."

  "This isn't going to be easy, is it?" Piper asked, gazing around the quiet campus in anticipation of the sea of students that would soon fill it.

  "Probably not," the blonde replied, picking up the last of her bags.

  Heart pounding, Piper wanted to ask her roommate if she still wanted to do this—but she decided not to, for fear that it would make her seem weak or needy.

  "But we'll figure it out," Isabella finished her thought. "Now let's get this crap inside."

  Elated, Piper slammed her trunk shut and lugged her bags after her new girlfriend.

  Entering the quiet and dark dorm room with the feeling that she'd been away forever, Piper flicked on the lights. The place smelled sweet and familiar; she dropped her bags and collapsed on her bed, happy to be home. Across the room, Isabella began unpacking. "Finally home," she sighed, slipping off her sweatshirt and leaving herself in just a bra. "Your family's great, but there was no privacy. I'm so horny right now."

  Piper sat up abruptly.

  Isabella laughed. "Take your clothes off."

  Piper eagerly stood did as she was told, enjoying the relief after the long drive. With Isabella watching her strip, she felt no embarrassment for the first time in her life. The eyes on her were appreciative and excited, which only made her feel attractive and wanted. She even spun around once with her top off, eliciting a small laugh from her sitting watcher. Finally, she slipped her pants and underwear off and stood back up fully naked with one hand hiding her indecency.

  With some hesitation, she turned, stepped forward, and faced her new girlfriend. Isabella looked her over with an appreciative smile and reached out a hand to caress one smooth thigh. Enjoying the caring touch immensely, Piper shuddered.

  "Move your hand," the blonde ordered.

  Tensing, Piper again did as she was told. Baring herself completely, she watched her lover's face for its every little reaction. As Isabella studied her exposed sex with a subtly awed expression, the blonde shivered lightly; that was a greater compliment than anything that could have been said. Piper relaxed and opened her stance a little bit wider to let her roommate have complete access. Isabella ran a finger softly around her mound, and then lightly traced her protruding lips.

  Her heart racing, Piper asked, "What are you thinking?"

  Her tone sultry, the blonde answered without looking away from her caresses. "That I can't believe this actually turns me on. That you turn me on."

  Piper curled her toes happily. "Oh yeah?"

  "Yeah. I guess while I was training you to crave pleasuring girls, you were training me to crave you."

  Tingling darkly as an aroused heat filled her body, Piper stepped an inch closer.

  Isabella split her fingers and rubbed either side of her mound a little harder, her eyes still transfixed on her long hood, protruding lips, and peeking pink. "Every time I look at you, all I can think about are the crazy things we're going to do, and how good it's going to feel. The more wrong it is, the better."

  "I know the feeling," Piper breathed, shivering as that deliciously dark feeling hit her.

  Spreading those protruding lips with her fingers to expose more inner pink, Isabella gave a soft laugh.

  "What?"

  Isabella shook her head; her chuckle had been directed at herself. She slid a little closer. "I just cannot believe that you actually got me to lick pussy."

  Piper couldn't help but smile as the pleasurable tingling across her skin intensified.

  Isabella leaned forward and brought her face close to radiating heat. "I just never thought, in a million years…" She opened her mouth wide and let a warm breath roll across the reddened mound inches away, eliciting a shiver. "…that I would ever, in my life, go down on a girl…" She finally looked up, making eye contact. "… let alone like it."

  Enthralled, Piper could only stare back at her new girlfriend. Her heart raced and her sex ached for those soft lips and that firm, insistent tongue.

  A grin on her face, Isabella stood. "But let's not forget who's in charge here."

  Instead of having her intense arousal relieved, Piper found herself whirled around and pushed backwards onto her roommate's bed. Above her, Isabella pulled off her bra and kicked off her jeans and panties. Naked and brazen, the blonde climbed on top of her and purposefully dragged her lower body.

  Finding soft heat pressed against her and a streak of wetness along her tummy, Piper felt her insides clench once powerfully; her new girlfriend's
intense sexuality almost brought her to orgasm right then and there. Isabella leaned over her and let her blonde hair fall around the two of them. She smiled a few inches above. "Turning you on, am I?"

  Her jaw trembling and her arousal nearing the point of pain, Piper nodded.

  Isabella leaned closer.

  Responding, Piper slipped her arms around her new girlfriend's smooth back, pulled her softness closer, and sank into a deep kiss. With a firm tongue invading her mouth, soft breasts pressed against her own, and naked wetness sitting on her tummy, she'd never felt more sexual—or more turned on.

  That seemed to be exactly what Isabella had aimed to cause in her. Feeling her utter arousal, the blonde pulled back from their kiss with a smirk. "Now what should I make my little plaything do?"

  Electrified by her comment and attitude, Piper arched up, but Isabella pushed down with her butt to keep her in place.

  "No games," Isabella mused aloud. "No need for excuses. I could really make you do anything I want, now could I? And you'd do it."

  Willingly trapped underneath her new girlfriend, full of fire and lust, and desperate to do or receive anything, Piper nodded emphatically. Isabella turned the upper half of her body and looked over at the luggage she knew contained certain hidden toys. "Hmm… you're probably not ready for that."

  Piper shook her head even though she wasn't sure what the blonde had in mind. "I am!"

  "We'll get to it," Isabella replied, her hands moving to cup her captive's firm handful-size breasts. "For now, I'm kind of caught up in the fact that I'm dating a girl. I just can't wrap my head around it, and it's turning me on all the fucking time."

  Piper widened her eyes.

  Massaging her breasts, Isabella smiled in response. "Let's just enjoy each other's bodies. I wanna get a handle on this."

  More than willing to agree to anything, Piper waited on her back as Isabella scooted down along the bed. Climbing off, the naked blonde stretched out alongside her on the bed and positioned herself to use her hands to explore. Wondering if she should reach out and pull Isabella's waist closer, Piper let her roommate take the lead. Isabella leaned over her leg and parted her protruding lips with her fingers again. From her vantage point, Piper saw the blonde's thigh quiver.